That Volvo wagon does have a sexy rear end. Get a look at all that glass.

Okay, confession time. And a little age embarrassment. After I saw the movie Car Wash - which had a scene in it where a young lady employee complains about someone ruining her burrito - I had to ask you what that was. Having just come from living in Colorado, you were able to tell me.

And you didn't laugh. If that happened today, you might. Such is the way that ethnic fast food has become: homogenized, packaged and served up in every chain drive-thru in every American town, big and small.

A fellow by the name of Bob Sinclair used to frequent the mailing list of the Saab Turbo! enthusiasts of which I was a member. He related detailed stories about his earlier career as an auto industry executive in the late '60s, and in particular, his exhortations to the Volvo home office about the sales potential for a shooting-brake version of the P1600. This is that car. Swedish design it may be, but the idea may well have been American.